Article 75748 of alt.sex.stories:
From: man2man@netcom.com
Subject: My Sister's Husband (M/M)
Date: Thu, 15 Jun 1995 03:01:33 GMT

			 My Sister's Husband
				  by
				Ceres

	One summer, while I was enjoying my summer break from junior
college, and still living at home at my mother's house, my sister Nancy
and her husband Tom moved in with us. Tom was laid off from his job at
the canning factory, and my sister was a full time college student.
They were broke, and had to stay in our large five bedroom family home
until Tom found another steady job.

	I was excited about having other people around the house to
help my mother and me out with the chores. The house was too big for
the two of us to keep up, and the grounds (3 acres) constantly
required attention. My mother would not give up the house after my
father died, vowing to keep it as the family home for future
generations. Nancy, during her free time, was wonderful to Ma. She
helped Ma with her flower garden and took her shopping and to the
hairdresser every week. They handled the household chores, such as
cooking and cleaning. Tom helped me out with the upkeep of the
grounds, vegetable garden, and routine household maintenance. Tom was
a great fix-it man, and he knew a lot about cars. He performed routine
checkups on the cars and fixed our crummy old lawn mower several
times.

	I never mentioned my being gay to any of them. I knew Ma
wanted to have grandchildren and I was hoping Nancy and Tom would have
children so that Ma would be able to handle the shock better when I
decided to tell her about myself. I never brought my gay friends
around the house, and, when asked about girls, I would say that I
haven't met the "right one" yet. This strategy worked well, and no one
seemed concerned.

	My sister Nancy was a tall, slender, blue eyed blonde. She was
33 and very attractive. Her long, shoulder length hair was straight as
straw and shined in the sunlight. She was very pleasant and had a
great sense of humor. Tom was 28, tall, slender, and had a muscular
build. He had dark brown hair and a mustache, and was quite hairy. He
had a marvelous golden tan. His deep blue eyes twinkled and he had a
sexy smile. He was very handsome. He had a friendly demeanor and was a
hard worker, never complaining, no matter how tired he would get. He
managed to keep a positive attitude during his job search, handling
rejections well. They both were a striking couple. They moved into the
bedroom opposite from mine on the first floor, giving Ma complete
privacy on the second floor. I often admired Tom as he helped me with
yard work. He would strip off his shirt while working in the sun and
expose his beautiful hairy chest. It would drive me wild watching him
work in his tight 501's without his shirt, and I often had to control
my staring.

	Late one night, I was awakened by a peculiar sawing sound. I
got up and quietly opened my bedroom door. The sawing sound was louder
there in the hallway. I saw light coming from under Tom and Nancy's
door, and the sound seemed to be coming from their bedroom. I stood in
the hallway and listened. Nancy whimpered and made sighing sounds
while Tom groaned softly as he kissed her. The sawing sound seemed to
become more intense, and, as it did, Nancy's whimpering progressed
into a steady pant. As I listened to their lovemaking, I imagined Tom
on top, fucking my sister's cunt with his hard cock, rubbing that
hairy chest over her tits. Suddenly, I heard Nancy make a high pitched
cry - and the sawing sound - Tom's steady fucking rhythm - increased
in intensity, and he let out a loud, deep groan. Then it was quiet. I
quietly tip +toed back into my bedroom and closed the door. My cock
was rock hard, and I got into bed and jacked off thinking about Tom's
rampant fucking. I jacked off several times before falling asleep.

	The next morning, Ma had to catch an early morning train to go
visit an ailing old friend in another town for a week. Nancy offered
to give her a ride to the train station while on her way to classes.
They got up early, making a commotion in the kitchen, which woke me. I
lay in bed and listened to them gather up their things, and I heard
the front door close as they left.

	Tom and I were alone in the house, and my sister wouldn't be
home until 6 or 7 that evening. This would be the first time Tom and I
would be alone together.

	My cock began to stir as I lay in bed imagining Tom coming
into my room, nude, smelling of dried cum and love sweat from the
night before, holding a raging hard on and waving it at me with a
nasty, sexy smile. Tom was lying asleep, nude, only a few feet away
from me. He was so close, and yet I could not have him. He was
straight and married to my sister. It frustrated me. I wanted to feel
his hairy chest rubbing on mine, his tight muscular body, his hard
ass, and that hot power tool he used so well. I realized I was
torturing myself, and I decided to get up and use the bathroom, which
was at the end of the hallway.

	I slipped on my gym shorts and opened the door. I noticed that
my sister had left her bedroom door slightly ajar, exposing Tom asleep
in their bed. His head was buried under a pillow, and the rest of his
body was covered by blankets except for a strong, hairy, muscular leg
that was exposed. He was snoring softly. My heart jumped at the sight
of seeing Tom in bed. My thoughts went back to the night before, and I
tried to picture Tom fucking, grinding that dick of his in and out of
my sister's cunt, while the head board slapped against the wall making
that peculiar sawing sound. He must have been fucking my sister very
hard to make it do that, as I noticed the bed had plenty of clearance
from the wall. I began to realize I had gotten my cock hard, and it
was bulging in my gym shorts.

	After using the toilet, I decided to take a shower and get
dressed. As I showered, my thoughts went to Tom once again. I tried to
figure out a way to get him interested in sharing his cock with me.
Just thinking about him made me hot and horny again. I stood in front
of the full length mirror and surveyed my body as I dried myself off
with the towel. I admired my blonde hair, wet and combed back from my
face, exposing my high cheek bones that were rosy colored from the
heat of the shower; my moist strawberry red lips; my white teeth
glistened as I smiled, revealing smile dimples in my cheeks; my smooth
creamy white skin was soft to the touch; my hard cock, swollen and
sticking straight up, was generous in size; my firm and slender
hairless body was in perfect shape. I turned around and glanced at my
shapely ass. It was great to be young and beautiful! With a towel
wrapped around my waist, I emerged from the bathroom and made my way
to the kitchen, glancing in at Tom on the way; he was still fast
asleep. I prepared coffee, and soon the smell of the coffee perking
filled the room, and I sat down at the table and became engrossed in
reading the morning paper.

	About half an hour later, I heard a rustling sound, and the
sound of footsteps. It was Tom getting up. He walked into the kitchen
yawning and scratching his head, his hair messed up, wearing a pair of
navy blue undershorts, that revealed a sizable box. He looked tired,
and rightly so! "You're up early," he said, squinting at the clock
over the refrigerator. "The women woke me up," I said, smiling, as my
eyes returned to the paper. "They've left. Ma is probably on her way
by now," Tom said, as he poured himself a cup of coffee. Tom took the
cup and made his way to the bathroom and closed the door. A little
while later I heard him go into his room.

	Realizing I was still in my towel, I got up and went to my
bedroom to get dressed. On the way, I noticed Tom was sitting up in
his bed, smoking a cigarette, and he seemed to be engrossed in
thought. He glanced at me as I passed by. A few minutes later he
called to me asking: "You got any cigarettes? I'm all out." I found my
pack of Marlboro Lights and took it to him.

	As I walked toward the bed, I stepped on something lying on
the rug. It stuck to my foot. I reached down and turned my leg around
to examine it. I had stepped on a sticky rubber! "What the..." I
said, peeling it off my foot. Tom looked at it and grinned. "Uh...
that's mine, sorry," Tom said, apologetically. I noticed a pack of
Trojans on the night table next to him, the ribbed kind. Tom reached
out for the pack of cigarettes which I handed it to him. "You use
these?" I asked innocently, smiling at him. "Don't wanna make a
mistake now and get kids, being unemployed, do I?" He replied, lighting
up a cigarette. "Here, sit down, before that towel falls off," he
said, moving over on the bed while grinning. I looked down at the
towel, and noticed I had a raging hardon making a tent in the towel.
"You ever use 'em?" he asked. I felt a tingling feeling in my balls
when he asked that. He knew I was turned on, and I wondered what he
was thinking. "Never used one," I answered, looking at the sticky
rubber in my hand. I noticed the rubber contained a good portion of
creamy white cum. Without thinking, I began to rub the rubber between
my fingers. "You like playing with that?" he asked softly. "You never
put one on?" he continued, as he gently reached over to take it from
my hand. "No, never have. Never thought of using one," I replied
looking at him. "Go ahead, try one. They go on easy when you're hard."
He took one of the rubbers out of the pack and handed the pack of
rubbers to me. "Just open it up and slip it over your dick, like
this." Tom slowly pulled the blanket down over his waist, exposing his
massive, swollen hardon. His cock must have been at least ten inches
long. The head looked like a big mushroom on top of a long, heavily
veined shaft. His black pubic hair was short and wiry. His balls were
big, and tight. I could see his tan line, for his pubic skin area was
a creamy white. He slipped the sheath over the bulbous head and pushed
it down his shaft to the base. I almost came when I saw him do this,
but I decided to proceed with caution, as I still wasn't sure Tom
wanted what I wanted. I could smell his musty, masculine morning smell
as I sat with him on the same bed that, only a few hours before, was
the scene of his intense lovemaking.

	I removed my towel and slipped the rubber over my swollen cock
head. I felt the ridges on the outside of the rubber as I pulled it
down the shaft. "What are these bumps for?" I asked, curiously, while
looking at the rubber over my cock. "They're good for lovemaking.
Makes the woman sensitive and brings her to orgasm," he replied,
speaking softly. I looked at him, and he was staring at me. He held
his hard cock straight up with both hands. I stared at his massive
penis and glanced into his eyes. "Wanna get off? Looks like we're
both ready to explode. Do you want to, with me?" He asked looking into
my eyes, speaking gently. "Yeah, I've been wanting to for hours now,"
I replied, squeezing my dick head. "You ever fucked around with a guy
before?" Tom asked, running his hand over his hard cock. "Yeah, many
times. I like to," I said, moving closer to him. Tom grinned and said:
"I've been with a couple of guys. I'm open minded." He sat up and
pulled the blankets off the bed. "Would you like to suck on my dick?"
I reached over and felt his hot pole. I massaged it up and down, while
rubbing his big balls with my other hand. Tom murmured: "Yeah, like
that..."

	My wish had come true. I moved down, between his thick, hairy
legs and gently pulled the rubber from his cock, which slapped back on
his waist. Tom's cock felt warm and hard. I wasn't sure if I would be
able to take it all in my mouth. I licked the tip of it, back and
forth, and then put the head inside my mouth. As I sucked the head, I
darted my tongue back and forth over the tip. Tom moaned and began to
gyrate his hips. His cock had a pungent, salty taste, and I continued
to tease his dick head with my tongue while I played with his hot
balls. Tom spread his legs apart and began to get into my hot sucking.
I began to inch more and more of his long cock into my mouth, moving
my soft lips up and down on his shaft. His cock was like a big
lollipop, wet and glistening with my saliva. I placed my hand on the
base of his shaft and slowly moved it up and down along the shaft in
unison with my mouth. His sighs of pleasure increased, and he began to
breathe heavy. "Yeah, you know how..." he murmured, as he thrust his
hips side by side while I sucked him. I ran my other hand over his
hairy chest, and played with his hard nipples while I sucked. He
placed his hands on my head and massaged my scalp with his fingers as
I bobbed up and down on his massive cock. I was in complete control of
his cock. I increased my grip as I pumped his shaft up and down with
my hand. My mouth rested on my hand as I sucked his cock, simulating a
deep, tight hole. I worked my way up from the base to the very tip and
back down, so that his entire cock was stimulated. Tom's eyes were
closed and he rolled his head side by side on his pillow while he
thrust his hips up and down at me. After a while, I was able to put his
whole cock down my throat without choking on its immense size.

	"Get up, I want to do it this way," Tom said, lifting my head
off his cock. "You sit up like I was. Prop your back up against the
headboard with the pillow." I did so, and Tom got back on the bed. On
his knees, Tom reached down and removed the rubber from my swollen
cock and moved his waist in front of my face. His cock was glistening
with my saliva, and it stuck straight out in my face, brushing against
my cheeks. Tom placed his knees in my armpits, and pushed his cock
slowly down my throat. I cupped his tight ass cheeks, and felt his
wiry ass hair. My cock was raging hard, and ached to cum. I began to
jack my cock off with Tom's hot cock shoved down my throat. Tom placed
both of his hands on the wall behind the headboard and began to fuck
my face with a slow even tempo. I swallowed his throbbing member all
the way. While Tom fucked my mouth, I continued to jack off, bringing
myself to an explosive climax. My body shuddered as I shot my sperm
out all over my chest. Tom's cock began to bulge up and I knew he was
going to shoot his cum at any moment, too. Tom began to thrust in and
out faster, each time shoving the cock all the way down my throat. His
cock hairs rubbed against my lips, all I could see was his hairy
waist. I could smell Tom's pungent man scent as he pumped his cock
into my face and mouth. His legs and back were sweaty and his big
balls slapped against my chin with each thrust. With one hand, I
reached for his balls and gently squeezed and cupped them from
underneath. With that, Tom let out a deep groan and whispered, "Oh,
yeah... I'm gonna cum." Tom shuddered as he shot wad after wad of
semen down my throat. His cum tasted thick and salty. I eagerly
swallowed each spurt of his cum. Tom continued to thrust his dick in
my mouth until it became flaccid. Our bodies spent, Tom and I lay in
bed quietly, regaining our breath.

	Tom reached for his coffee cup on the night stand and took a
sip. "Cold. Come on, let's get some coffee and have a smoke on the
back porch." Tom got up and went to his dresser drawer. He sifted
through a pile of debris and produced a small cloth pouch. "You smoke
weed?" he asked, continuing to search for something else in the
drawer. "Yeah, when I can get it," I answered, with interest. I didn't
know Tom liked marijuana, and I'd never seen him use it. It was quite
a surprise. "Nance and I smoke it once in a while when we want to kick
back. We've had some hot times when we were high." I began to get
excited again, wondering what plans he had next for me. Tom found a
pack of zigzag papers, and closed the drawer. He picked up his
undershorts and put them on. "Let's get that coffee," he said, and we
left his bedroom. On the way to the kitchen, I put on my gym shorts
and a T shirt.

	When I got to the kitchen, Tom had poured a cup of coffee for
me and left it on the counter. Tom was outside, sitting on the back
porch steps rolling the joint, when I stepped out. It was going to be a
beautiful, warm day I thought, as I glanced across the expansive yard.
My eyes looked down at Tom sitting on the steps, naked except for his
undershorts. I scanned over his tanned and hairy body. His hot box
hung down between his legs. He was the hottest man I'd ever seen and I
just had his hot semen in my mouth. The warm morning sun shined on his
beautiful skin making it glisten. I sat down next to him and sipped my
coffee. Tom wet the paper with his lips and rolled the joint tight. He
lit it, and took a deep drag and passed it to me. I inhaled the
pungent smoke and noticed it was very strong and of top quality. I
knew it would hit me fast, and I waited for the smoke to take effect.
"This is good shit. Couple of hits and you're fucked up," Tom said,
exhaling smoke between words. I tried to imagine what my sister was
like when she was high and smiled to myself. "Gotta mow the lawn
again," Tom said as he surveyed the yard. Tom looked at me and smiled
and asked: "You okay?" "Yeah, just thinking to myself," I replied
looking into his blue eyes. "You thinking about what we did?" Tom
asked, groping his box. "You want more?" he continued, pulling his
cock out of his undershorts. I knew we were both high and Tom's cock
was big and hard. "Let's go back in" I said, touching his dick with my
fingers. "Sounds good to me!" Tom replied, stuffing his cock back into
his shorts. We got up and went inside. Tom led me to his bedroom
again. He went over to one of the night stands and opened a drawer. He
retrieved a large silver ring and a tube and said: "Let's go upstairs,
to the attic room."

	We climbed three flights of stairs, reaching the attic room on
top. Tom opened the door and we went in. The room was filled with a
bright, sunny morning light flowing into the room from the skylight
above. The room contained a writing desk, a daybed and a large, brown
bear skin rug. Tom closed and locked the door. Tom stripped off his
undershorts, and walked over to me. "You know what this is?" he asked,
holding the ring in the palm of his hand. "No - what is it?" I asked,
curiously. "It's a cock ring. I put it on over my cock and pull my
balls through it. It makes your cock very hard and keeps it that way.
Watch, I'll put it on." Tom put the ring down his shaft and gently
pulled one ball at a time through it. The ring was securely
positioned under his balls at the base of his cock. His balls stood up,
and his cock began to get hard. Tom's massive cock stood straight out,
erect before me. He watched me look at it, and said: "Let's get down
on the rug." I pulled my gym shorts off and lay down on the rug on my
back, putting my arms behind my head, cushioning it with my hands. Tom
stood above me, looking down at me. My heart was beating very hard as I
ran my eyes down his hot sexy body admiring his hairy chest and muscular
legs. Tom kneeled before me and raised my legs into the air. Holding
both of my legs with one hand, he began to massage my asshole with his
other hand. His rough warm hand felt good and I closed my eyes with
pleasure. Tom rubbed my hole for several minutes and then stopped.
Tom lowered his face to my asshole and began to run his tongue over
the opening. The sensation startled me at first - as his breath was hot
and his tongue tickled me. It felt so good. Tom began to lick my hole
harder, and he probed the opening with his tongue. Tom liked to eat
pussy, as most straight men like to do, and he was doing it to me. God
it felt good. He held my legs back with his hands and pressed his face
in hard on my ass. He began to probe deeper into my hole. My cock was
pulsating with excitement as he did this. I felt his hot breath as his
tongue probed deeper and deeper.

	Tom raised his head and reached for the tube he had brought
with him. He unscrewed the cap and squeezed out some of the oily
fluid. Tom rubbed it on the outside of my hole, and put more on his
index finger, which he inserted into me. He probed his finger around
inside me, and it felt good. Tom applied some of the cream to his cock
and said softly: "I'm going to fuck you now." He looked into my eyes
with such intensity that he startled me. He was going to fuck the shit
out of me, just like he did to my sister last night. I wondered if I
was going to be able to take his huge cock, especially the bulbous head
inside me. Tom slowly inserted the head. I felt a sharp painful
sensation as he entered me. Tom inched it in and out very gently so
that I could get used to it in my tight ass. Tom groaned as he began
to push his cock deeper inside me. I began to relax, and the pain
subsided. He held my legs down to my chest and began to thrust his
cock deeper and deeper into me. It felt as though I had just had a
semi truck run into me. His cock was so big and thick. Tom positioned
his knees on the floor and raised me up, with his cock buried in me,
so that my ass cheeks sat on his strong legs. In this position,
sitting on his lap, with his cock completely in me, he began to pump
in and out me with a steady, even rhythm. I was face to face with him,
and he held my back with his hands. Tom's dick moved in and out like a
piston, and I squeezed my ass muscles tight around his cock. I held
onto Tom's back with my hands and he buried his face in my neck. Tom
moved his hands down my back and grabbed my ass cheeks. He raised me
up and down on his cock. We clung together and our lovemaking
intensified. Tom and I began to perspire as we wildly fucked. He
kissed me roughly, and sucked my neck. I looked down between us to see
his cock move in and out of my hole.

	Suddenly, Tom picked me up, with my legs wrapped around his
waist, and his cock buried deep within me. I held onto his neck. He
walked over to a wall and pressed my back up against it. With my legs
firmly wrapped around him, he forcefully jammed his cock up me,
moaning and breathing heavily. Our bodies were sticky with sweat. I
heard his strong legs slap against my ass cheeks as he violently
fucked my hole. I looked down over his shoulder and saw his legs
spread out, pushing my body up against the wall. His hairy ass cheeks
rippled with tight flexing muscles as he ground his cock into me.
Without touching my cock, I began to cum. Thick loads of cum shot over
Tom's hairy chest, spurt after spurt, while Tom continued his rampant
fucking. "AHHHH... Oh yeah!" Tom gasped into my ear as he began to
reach orgasm. With deep thrusts, Tom shot load after load of hot cum
into me. I felt the warm semen shoot up inside me. Perspiration
dripping from his forehead, Tom groaned with passion as he climaxed in
me. Tom slowly stopped his pumping motion and lowered me to the
floor. I felt his cum drip down my leg as it oozed out of my burning
hole.

	I stood against the wall and closed my eyes, trying to regain
my breath. Tom walked over to the day bed and dropped his body onto
it. A few minutes later, Tom got up and came over to me and asked "You
okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" Tom looked into my eyes and looked
concerned. "No, I'm alright! That was the fuck of my life, and I'm
dazed!" I replied, beaming. Tom's deep laugh made me laugh and we both
lay down on the soft bear skin rug and looked up at the skylight
above us. The warm sun bathed us in sunlight, and I felt totally at
peace lying there with him.

	Tom and I enjoyed infrequent sex over the ensuing years,
without letting it jeopardize his relationship with his wife. Our
secret sexcapades were never discovered...